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Another day was coming to the end over a deserted and crumbling town. The cathedral that was Noah's headquarters stood tall and strong amidst the ruins, but leading to the structure was a small trail of black blood. It was smeared across the stone and concrete looking as though someone had been walking with a limp. Seeing as it still glistented in the setting sun it suggested that the bleeding person had only been there not terribly long before.

Gopher slowly stepped through the cathedral and toward his own room in the deepest corridors of the structure. The blood emitted only seeming to increase as it ran from his chest and stomach seeping through his black and white clothes and slithered down his body and eventually to the ground he walked on. Normally after a mission the boy would go directly to Noah. But in this case his peice of the book had been ripped in the fight forcing him to have to return by foot. Then seeing as he was too weak he figured a nap woudn't hurt before he actually decided to report to the collector.

Gopher wheezed as he walked, gulping for air but hardly recieving any in return. He could feel the blood pooling in his damaged lung, his ribs poking his vitals as well as poking outwards and causing his torso to looked deformed. He didn't care about that though, he cared about the mess he was making on the floor. Noah wouldn't mind would he? Would Noah get made if he found out her didn't report to him right away? And most of all would he be punished... for failing yet another mission....

Gopher held his head in his hand, starting to feel light headed. Stumbling he caught himself against a door frame.. the doorframe to his own door. Thank the non-exsistant lord. Perhaps he could sleep now... and get some rest.

Gopher had failed to hear the footsteps over the sound of his own heart and blood beating deafeningly within his ears. He fumbled with the knob of his door trying to get in. However no matter how hard he tried to complete said simple task his hands and fingers just couldn't find the strength to turn the unlocked knob. It also didn't help very much that now it was slippery with his own black blood.
Wheezing again and trying to gulp down a breath he found his body trembling beyond imagine. His head was becoming dizzy and his eyes were beginning to become disoriented. He needed to lie down, and now. If he didn't his body was going to force him by causing him to faint.
He was sweating, but he felt icy cold. Could Noah put in a heater or something? oh ya, that's right, he spent all of the extra cash on Giriko's bad habit.

At last spotting the silhouette that was coming toward him a massive feeling of dizziness washed over him almost being enough to knock him out. What if it was Noah!? What if he was mad and what if he lectured him? he hadn't seeming like a child to Noah. He was better than that, he just had trouble proving it at times. He just wished Noah-Sama could see how devoted and loyal he was toward him and his cause. It seemed like he always over looked him... never cared...
Would he ever...?
Or was he risking his life for an empty cause?
He had to get in his room before the figure got closer. The young man whimpered before mumbling "C-Come on... p-please open up..."

The grigori flinched hearing that all too familar voice speak. The blood rushed to his head causing him to wobble a bit and become dizzy, however he only clutched to the door knob tight afraid he might fall to the ground. He couldn't look weak now. If he didn't Noah my never want to give him a position in his precious collection.
"N-Noah-sama!"
Gopher turned as fast as he could without causing himself to become more disoriented before gazing up at the taller man. Those gleaming red eyes never failed to daunt him, although at the same time he found hope in them that perhaps one day he could be his. However after hearing the man's question, he realized that tonight wouldn't be the night he would get to join the man's collection.
"P-..Please, N-Noah-Sama... L-let me explain!"

"I-I swear I would've retrieved the Albarn girl for your collection... I--I just ran into complications...." he winced, before leaning into the door. He could barely hold himself up now. His chest heaved as he gasped for breaths, and occasionally he would have to pause to swallow down the blood that filled his mouth. If it wasn't for Noah standing there he might have just spit it out onto the floor, but with the collector present he was afraid to look weak. "I-... I got an unexpected v-visit from the doctor and the demon hammer...."
Coughing violently he lifted a shakey palm to his mouth quickly, catching the saliva and blood that splattered against his skin. Groaning he found the room suddenly spinning, not long later he felt his body slam hard against the cold concrete flooring.

He was alive. He was responsive. But just hardly. His eyes fluttered open, those golden iris' gazing up at Noah with the most pained and desperate of appearances. They seemed dull, much different than that firey bright color they took on when the boy was a midst a battle.He laid their still, his wheezing breath slowly escaping his parted lips, before struggling to inhale one back in.
He felt safe in Noah's arms, though he'd never admit it to the man. he felt calmer, and more at ease, even despite how he spoke. He sounded demanding, and mad. However Gopher was so out of it, and so thrilled with the fact that Noah-Sama was actually helping him that he was obvious to how comanding Noah's tone was. At last the grigori managed to speak, his voice fragile and barely a whisper.

"I-I'm wonderful.. N-Noah-SSama..."
It was an obvious lie. Or was it?
Sure his physical condition was not 'wonderful'. But the fact that Noah was holding him, touching him [not like that >>], made him feel wonderful. Made him feel.. for once, accepted by the collector.
"I'm just wonderful...."